Women Are Such a Trouble

Wang Haifeng coughed awkwardly. "Well... I didn't know you had someone with you. Oh, right, this is Xia Xiaoyu. She's been very concerned about your career moves since you left the company."

Xia Xiaoyu nodded and forced a smile, though a sense of absurdity washed over her.

I know your name is Feng Jun, but you don't know mine; you know her name, yet she doesn't even know who you are.

Regardless, she felt incredibly awkward: it felt as if she were chasing after him, while he was busy chasing someone else.

The bag containing the phone on the table served as evidence; clearly, not only were the two of them enjoying a romantic coffee, but he also intended to gift her a phone.

Thinking of this, her chest felt tight, yet she also felt a strange, inexplicable joy: I really came at the right time!

In short, her mood was deeply conflicted and rather low, so she just nodded vaguely at his words. "Yeah, I only found out by accident that you were fired because of us. I feel a bit guilty."

Feng Jun glanced at her, paused for a moment, and then laughed. "That's not entirely true. The fundamental reason I was fired lies with me... I was too weak. Weakness is the original sin."

He said this with a smile, but if one tasted the words carefully, they were truly heavy.

Wang Haifeng disagreed and spoke up, "That's not entirely true either. Sure, you were a bit weak, but the root cause was that you were too arrogant and stubborn... If you had just found Xiaoyu and asked her to put in a word for you, none of this would have happened."

Feng Jun waved a hand, feeling listless. "Forget it, it's in the past. Let's not talk about it... Haven't you two eaten yet?"

"Yeah, get me some spaghetti," Wang Haifeng said, sitting down brazenly. "And a steak, black pepper sauce... Xiaoyu, you sit down too."

Xia Xiaoyu hesitated, then sat down next to him. "I'll have a mango juice... Coach Wang, isn't the beef tenderloin a bit expensive?"

"Can't I pick up the tab?" Wang Haifeng glanced at her, smiled, and then pointed at the phone bag on the table. "See that? Little Feng is giving someone else a phone... You shouldn't judge people by your old impressions; people change in three days."

"Change my ass," Feng Jun snorted irritably.

He had earned over six million, but Coach Wang's private stash was larger than his, not to mention the Wang family's wealth.

Besides, he was still thinking that if he couldn't make headway in that other space, he would still need to cooperate with Wang Furen to smuggle cosmetics.

He couldn't show off, and he certainly couldn't pretend to be a big spender, so he could only explain it nonchalantly, "This phone... Xiao Yezi did me a huge favor, so I'm just showing my gratitude."

Wang Haifeng chuckled. "If you can't repay the favor, why not offer yourself? Why give a phone?"

Feng Jun rolled his eyes at him, speechless. Isn't this all being ruined by you? I can't believe you have the nerve to say that.

Hearing this, Xia Xiaoyu's mood improved inexplicably, and she couldn't help but ask, "You don't like asking people for favors, right? What did she help you with?"

Feng Jun thought for a moment and replied, "It was an accidental, unintended favor, but... I can't just accept it without doing anything."

"I helped you too," Xia Xiaoyu couldn't help but interject. "Under my pressure, Hongjie has already agreed to hire you back with a high salary."

"Thank you," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, then sighed with some regret. "However... I don't think I'll be going back."

Xia Xiaoyu blinked. "So Manager Guo was right; you really did want to quit."

At the mention of Manager Guo, Feng Jun felt a wave of disgust. "Don't mention that woman to me. She's a complete lowlife."

"Oh?" Xia Xiaoyu became interested. "What did she do to you? Tell me about it."

Only then did Feng Jun recount his grievances with Guo Yueling. Previously, because his future was uncertain, he hadn't bothered to chew over the matter, but now that the path ahead was clear, he couldn't help but vent a little.

He even revealed the cause—Liu Shuming had taken advantage of them, and Manager Guo had actually decided to take her anger out on him.

Xia Xiaoyu listened with great interest at first, but as she heard more, she became increasingly annoyed, eventually flying into a rage. "That woman is such a hypocrite. I thought she was really looking out for you... I won't let her get away with this!"

Wang Haifeng fanned the flames from the side. "So, according to that, Feng Jun being fired really does have a lot to do with the four of you."

"I definitely won't let her off," Xia Xiaoyu said through gritted teeth. "This time, even your Sister Hong won't be able to save her... She really doesn't take me seriously."

"Not only should you deal with her, but do it quickly, the sooner the better," Wang Haifeng said, looking increasingly gleeful. "I've long found that woman an eyesore... and she even bullied Little Feng!"

Xia Xiaoyu nodded, then looked at Feng Jun with a smile. "Consider that as me venting your anger for you?"

Actually, I'd rather do it myself! Feng Jun muttered to himself, but he nodded with a smile. "Thank you."

Xia Xiaoyu looked at him with a strange expression. "Don't thank me. I'm doing it to vent my own anger, and it just happened to help you by accident."

She emphasized the words "by accident" heavily, then glanced at the phone bag on the table.

"Can you stop teasing me?" Feng Jun spread his hands, feeling both amused and frustrated. "Look, you use a luxury phone, while Xiao Yezi uses a Meizhu Phone. I'm giving it to her because she can use it. What would you do with this phone?"

Xia Xiaoyu glared at him. "If you give it to me, what I do with it is my business."

Feng Jun shook his head firmly. "If I give you something and you turn around and give it to someone else... have you considered how I would feel?"

Xia Xiaoyu rolled her eyes. "Actually... my luxury phone was bought by my family, and I really do love using a Zhongxia Phone, I swear."

Feng Jun shook his head again, feeling helpless. "Can you stop joking? You're a big shot who can access Skynet surveillance; don't mess with a small fry like me... A single Zhongxia Phone like this costs about a month of my salary."

Xia Xiaoyu hadn't intended to take advantage of him for free, but seeing him refuse to budge, she couldn't help but huff. "I know, you think that Xiao Yezi is prettier than me, right?"

Does that even need to be said? Feng Jun couldn't help but retort in his heart. In his eyes, Xia Xiaoyu's looks were about the same as Xiao Li at the front desk—a solid seventy points—while Ye Qingyi was around eighty.

However, he couldn't say that out loud. "She's only about 1.63 meters tall, not as tall as you."

"I wasn't talking about height," Xia Xiaoyu twitched her lips in frustration. "She's not that short either... anyway, she's prettier than me."

Can we talk about something else? Feng Jun smacked his lips. "She's too thin; she's really not as good as you."

Xia Xiaoyu flew into a rage and slapped the table. "You really do think she's prettier than me!"

Feng Jun got fired up too, tapping the table to emphasize his point. "It's not that I'm reluctant to give you a phone. You guys were responsible for me getting fired in the first place... Are you satisfied now that you've forced me to say it?"

"Fine, what if I buy you a luxury phone instead?" Xia Xiaoyu glared at him. "I'll ask you one thing: which one of us is prettier? You have to tell the truth."

Feng Jun stared at her, stunned, before finally letting out a dry chuckle. "Forget it, I don't want you to give me that phone while filled with such resentment."

Xia Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then stood up and walked away without saying another word.

Feng Jun shook his head helplessly and spread his hands. "Strange. Does forcing me to say she's prettier actually change the facts?"

Wang Haifeng shook his head with a smile. "You already admitted she's tall, so what's one more compliment about her looks? I'm really curious, with an attitude like yours, how did you ever pick up girls before?"

"I didn't want to pick her up," Feng Jun replied indignantly. "If I really wanted to ask a girl out, of course I'd spout nonsense."

Wang Haifeng rolled his eyes at him. "Isn't that the point? She's annoyed that you have no intention of asking her out."

"Forget it," Feng Jun waved his hand, looking sullen. "Old Wang, you're being a real jerk. I haven't had any action for two months, and I finally met someone I had a spark with... damn it, the condoms I bought were a total waste."

Wang Haifeng rolled his eyes again. "I saved you the cost of a phone... how about you give me the phone, and I'll reimburse you for the condoms."

"Can't be bothered with you," Feng Jun said, standing up. "Alright, I'm heading out. Let's talk on the phone later."

"Hey, don't go yet," Wang Haifeng stuffed the last piece of steak into his mouth and stood up as well. "That cosmetics business of yours... have you cleared a path for it yet?"

"Not yet, but soon," Feng Jun answered casually. "I'm getting my passport these next few days, let me get through this busy period first."

Just as they were talking, they saw Xia Xiaoyu walk back over. She said expressionlessly, "The person who snatched your stone is the son of the Jubaozhai owner. His name is Wang Weimin."

Feng Jun was startled at first, then nodded with a smile. "Thank you."

He already knew the guy's identity; although he hadn't known the name, knowing who he was was enough.

However, he couldn't very well say that out loud, or it would be a bit hurtful—the girl was trying to help him, after all.

Wang Haifeng, however, was very surprised. He didn't know anything about the strange stone incident. "Wang Weimin from Jubaozhai... how did he snatch a stone?"

Xia Xiaoyu didn't answer him, just looked at Feng Jun calmly: You did put out a ten-thousand-yuan bounty, after all.

She didn't actually want the ten thousand yuan, but whether she wanted it was one thing, and whether you, Feng, offered it was another—at the very least, you should have mentioned it verbally since you promised it.

In all honesty, she had gone to great lengths to find out Wang Weimin's identity. In a city of over nine million people like Yang City, was it easy to track down one specific person?

Feng Jun, however, hadn't even thought about that aspect because he already knew the information.

He was actually quite curious about the hype he had initiated. "I'm a bit curious, how did you find out?"

Seeing him play dumb and completely avoid mentioning the ten thousand yuan, Xia Xiaoyu's mood was easy to guess.

She let out a cold snort, turned around, and walked away. "You... sigh, you really have no sense of responsibility. You've disappointed me so much."

I know you're poor and I don't want the ten thousand yuan, but even if you just made a gesture, like offering me that phone, it would have been a sign of sincerity, wouldn't it?

She left in a huff, leaving Wang Haifeng and Feng Jun staring at each other.

After a long silence, Coach Wang sighed. "Women... they really are troublesome."